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A Poet I Am Not A poet I am not. My verses are not worth a piece of bread. I do not seek praise, nor do I flee from blame- both are weightless dust to me. All my craft, all my poetry, could rest easily inside a single cup. And unless the wine is poured by the Beloved’s own hand, I will not drink even a single sip.
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Feb 13
Feb 13, 2026 at 11:40 AM UTC
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A poet I am not
A Poet I Am Not A poet I am not. My verses are not worth a piece of bread. I do not seek praise, nor do I flee from blame- both are weightless dust to me. All my craft, all my poetry, could rest easily inside a single cup. And unless the wine is poured by the Beloved’s own hand, I will not drink even a single sip.
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